killed in action, october, 1960. kinda makes you ache, right here. i guess it's a good kinda ache, though. mitchell sure would be surprised, me kneeling down here like this. ♪ i bet you right this minute mitchell's hunting possums somewhere up there in heaven. i wouldn't be a bit surprised. i calculate there weren't ever a dog like mitchell. he was smooth as glass. just always moved in and out of the trees like quicksilver. he was such a good dog. and he loved me most like i loved him. i remember the first day we met. you said mitchell was your best friend. you said he was almost as pretty as lassie. ♪ ♪ ♪ well, mitchell. merry christmas. you know something, billy joe? maybe santa claus can't give you your dad back or mitchell, but honest, he'll have something for you. ♪ t'ain't right, you joking like that. you know he don't know where i am. lassie... where is she? there she is. there's something wrong. come on; let's go.back here. come on. ♪ golly! ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ what is it